Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

If there are too many spiritual herbs, the price will be low. Those casual cultivators who arrived first gathered a storage bag full, except for their own use, and sold all of them to exchange for better circulation of spiritual stones, so as not to be missed by others.Because it is a rare treasure obtained for nothing, the price was once low.

But to swallow so many spiritual herbs at once, few sects can do it.

Ji Zhaixing asked about it.

The guards found out clearly that it was the Nanhuai Chu family.

Nanhuai is a land of great wealth, and the Chu family is the master of Nanhuai.

The three gates of the Nanhuai River all depended on the Chu family, and the status of this behemoth cannot be shaken. It is not uncommon to spend a large sum of spirit stones to buy all the spirit herbs.

Ji Zhaixing was just asking the last question, the Blood Killing League is also a wealthy sect, and there is no shortage of spirit stones and spirit herbs.The main purpose of their coming to the Extreme North Ice Field was to find the two young alliance masters. The spirit grass was just a matter of convenience, and there was no such regret if they didn't buy it.

But the other monks didn't think so, they cursed and started arguing because the scheduled spiritual herbs were gone.After hearing that it was the Chu family's acquisition, his face turned slightly pale, he pursed his lips and did not dare to speak, angrily then walked away.

This place is as deep as the mouth of the extreme northern ice sheet, and it is the only way to go to the land of vision.Due to the special terrain, countless monks gathered to stay, forming a huge monk market.

Even if the main "goods" are cleaned up for a while, the flow of people is still an advantage, and the market has not been disbanded because of this.

The simple bamboo door was pushed open, and the wind and snow blew in.The female cultivator in red came in wearing a bamboo hat. She had a slender figure. The red dress outlined a good figure, her waist was lightly swaying, and she was so good that people would gouge out their eyeballs and put them on her chest.

Behind her were several red-clothed monks, but they were all different from her, with a dazzling aura.

The monk guarding the counter lazily looked up, his eyes lit up, and he asked attentively.

With a slim figure, she sat on the tall counter.The two long legs crossed each other, exposing the snow-white part, which forced the monk's Adam's apple to roll slightly.

"What are you doing, Fellow Daoist?" He stood up while talking, his eyes never falling from the female cultivator's lap.

"I heard from my subordinates that I ordered [-] blood-activating roots, [-] blood-clotting fruits, and [-] spirit-gathering grass from you earlier...how did you lose the effort to get a spirit stone when you go back?"

The nun's bamboo hat was blown by the wind, and the gauze swayed.

She couldn't see her face, but according to her soft voice and figure, no one would suspect that she was not a beauty.

Hearing that it was a serious matter, the monk guarding the counter also averted his eyes.Showing embarrassment, he said: "This... we have also refunded the deposit. There are really so many spiritual herbs, and we can't get them out."

The nun laughed twice.

Her laughter was soft, but inexplicably creepy.

The voice was chilling: "It wasn't there at this time, but it was there before, and people went back to get the deposit - you are bullying people."

Probably because the female nun's tone was a lot heavier, the monk's face was a little ugly, and his tone became impatient: "Everything has been ordered to the Chu family. You are so capable, but you are going to trouble the Chu family. What can you do with me?" !"

After moving out of the Chu family, the monk obviously felt much more at ease. He touched the magic weapon and said, "Thousands of spiritual grasses have to go back and forth to fetch spirit stones. He looks poor. I don't even look at the Chu family, but the collection of 10,000+, tsk... ..." He is not a serious businessman, he always puts immediate interests first.Besides, it's not worth offending the Chu family for these casual cultivators.

Before he could finish speaking, his words were stuck in his mouthpiece.His expression froze slightly, and his pupils dilated suddenly, showing an extremely terrified expression, as if he would faint in horror the next moment.

Because the woman took off her bamboo hat.

That face is not the alluring appearance as imagined, but covered with extremely hideous scars, scorched black, forming a blurred text, extremely terrifying, and it does not match that oval face with beautiful eyes.

But the monk's shock was not because of her appearance.It's those scarlet eyes, and the words faintly revealed by the scars on his face.

The moment the bamboo hat was lifted, a subtle change occurred on the woman, and a terrifying aura wafted out.

"Demon, demon cultivator..." The cultivator sat back all of a sudden, fell to the ground, and twitched his legs violently.

At that moment, he remembered who this woman was.The word "widow" on the face is a very obvious feature, and the lower body is suddenly wet, and water seeps out: "Yinshan widow!"

The woman smiled.

After a while, the woman left with a living tongue and six thousand herbs.

The cultivator in the store fell to the ground, already passed out, with blood oozing from his mouth.

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This matter spread quickly, saying that there was a demon cultivator here, who acted arrogantly, mutilated the monks, and robbed the spiritual grass, so that those casual cultivators were trembling.

Those aristocratic sects who have already arrived at the extreme northern ice sheet, although they knew that it was impossible for Moxiu not to send people to investigate the vision, but such arrogance was beyond their expectations.Everyone's face darkened, especially the Nanhuai Chu family's head—after all, the spiritual herbs that Moxiu took away were originally intended to be collected by the Chu family.

The second head of the Chu family came here this time. They are notoriously aggressive and never give in.Invited other Taoist sects, and planned to join forces to slay demons before exploring the vision.

Reason to use is just right, too.This time the future is uncertain and extremely dangerous, how can we prevent Zhu Moxiu's assassination?It is still necessary to liquidate them all, so that there is no worries.

It's just that other sects are not interested.The disappearance of the sect's disciple Tianjiao had a lot to do with it, and they were greatly hurt, so they were unwilling to spend their manpower on fighting the demon cultivator, and they dealt with it a little perfunctorily, and left the mouth early.Only a few small sects relying on the Chu family were willing to go all out, which made the second Patriarch of the Chu family even more annoyed, and searched fiercely for traces of demon cultivators in the Saikou market.

When Ji Zhuixing heard the news, his subordinates reported it.

"Fighting demons?" Ji Zhuixing thought for a while, the righteous and the demons had accumulated grudges for a long time, and at this moment, they couldn't forget the deep estrangement.He was not interested in fighting them, so he told his subordinates to pack up and leave the mouth.

Ye Linju moved very fast at night, and soon left behind all the bustling human voices.

Immortal cultivators don't need to rest either, Ji Zhaixing practiced the spiritual sea in the carriage, and a round of true energy circulated, and the spiritual sea expanded even more.

In the middle of the night, Ye Linju stopped suddenly, walked slowly, raised his head one after another, and neighed.

The voice was shrill, like a woman weeping in the middle of the night.And longer and longer, without stopping.

Although monks don't need to rest, being noisy is another matter.

Moxiu, who was in charge of riding the horses, felt numb in his ears, and immediately took a magic weapon to whip the horses, which were usually very affectionate, to keep them from making noise and disturbing the leader.

However, the night scale horse didn't stop neighing, instead it stopped walking, and the eight monsters became restless.

Ji Zhaoxing got out of the carriage.

The night was extremely dark, with only a little dim moonlight, which made Ji Zhaoxing's fair complexion even whiter, like the snow on the peak.

The moment he came out, those mounts quieted down, and everything was as usual.

The subordinate who was driving the horse was very guilty, "I don't know what kind of madness this beast has gone, so I will train it properly when I go back."

Ji Zhaoxing frowned slightly.

But it wasn't because of Ye Linju's disturbance, but because he suddenly remembered that he had read in the library of the Blood Slaughter Alliance that there was a rumor that Yelin Yeming would bring disaster, and millions of corpses would be buried. Blood flowed like a river.

But in fact, it was because of the extremely large number of people cultivating blood, which would make Ye Linju very excited and mad, and it was a disaster ahead.

But now, everywhere is clearly barren.

Ji Zhaixing paused, and said: "Go back, go to the mouth."

The night scale horse was suppressed by true energy and no longer neighed.But as the road approached, without the need for this mount to tell the anomaly, everyone could smell a bloody smell that became stronger and stronger.

When Ji Zhaoxing arrived, there was already a piece of purgatory in front of him.

The bazaar that was bustling with people yesterday is now scattered and dilapidated, with scarlet blood covering the ground indiscriminately, soaking patches of soil.

Smells unpleasant.

The remnant body of a monk fell to the ground, with all the instruments on his body, and even scattered storage bags.It's just that the body was incomplete. Ji Zhuixing looked over and could see the hands and feet of a monk's body disappear, or the cheeks and facial features of a body were gouged out by something.

Ji Jiexing is surrounded by demon cultivators, all of whom are highly cultivated demons. Although they haven't done evil for many years, they are not afraid of seeing this purgatory scene. They just feel a little disgusting and weird—who did it? Yes, can you kill so many righteous monks at the same time?

Even if they take action, they cannot kill all these people overnight.

They stood by Ji Jiexing's side, guarding against someone's attack, while walking inward.

The corpses on the ground can reflect a lot of information, and Ji Zhaixing narrowed his eyes to confirm the identities of those monks.Most of them are casual cultivators, and many are disciples of noble families, most of them are monks under the Chu family.

Those monks had a lot of precious magic weapons, as if the massacres did not seek money but only killed them, as if they wanted revenge.

Ji Zhaixing asked people to restrain the corpse, lit another incense stick and held it in his hand.

Although the demon cultivators were puzzled, they would never disobey Ji Zhaixing's order, and they all started to deal with it.

He originally wanted to find out if anyone was lucky enough to escape.But the market seems to have turned into a dead place, not even the breath of spirit beasts.

Got nothing.

Ji Zhaixing and his party ran into other monks from famous families who rushed over at the blood-stained entrance. The two parties met, and it was very embarrassing.

Ji Jiexing and the demon cultivators beside him were wearing black hats and used secret techniques, so they couldn't see through their demon cultivator identities for a while.

However, those big demons under Ji Jiexing have been fighting righteous people for so many years, subconsciously aroused hostility and killing intent, and their bodies tensed up instantly. It's not good, these Taoist cultivators will blame the dead on them - after all, it's not like Taoist cultivators have never done this before.

But seeing those righteous monks startled, the leader of them was the three heads of Beihuai Feng family.

Seeing the murderous look of the cultivator on the opposite side, he cupped his hands, and quickly explained: "Fellow Daoist, don't misunderstand, the disaster was not caused by us, I came here after receiving a call for help from the Chu family... the three heads of the Feng family in Xiabeihuai, Feng Jane."

It was precisely because they had received a summons that they came later than Ji Zhaoxing and the others.

The demon cultivators all paused, a little strange, why the Feng family mainly explained to them, only to see Feng Jian leaned over to salute, and said in a very formal way: "Thank you for the friends of the Chu family, for the disciples of the Chu family and these friends, restrain yourself." corpse."

Nanhuai Chu and Beihuai Feng belong to a family of in-laws for generations, and the relationship between the two is extremely close, and they are closely related.Now that Feng Jian sees the misfortune suffered by the disciples of the Chu family, he will empathize with him and feel great grief. However, as the head of the family, he has more responsibilities than ordinary people and cannot show his depression.

Seeing the group of black-clothed monks, hiding their faces, they were originally vigilant.But look at them collecting the bones, the one surrounded in the middle is still holding the requiem incense - it is used to guide the deceased monk's soul, and it is extremely expensive.Only then did I let go of my defenses, and I was still a little grateful.

Many demon cultivators looked at each other in blank dismay, and some of them thought strangely that the lord really had a deep plan, and these Taoist disciples couldn't push the disaster to them, and everything was under the lord's control.

And because they didn't reveal their identities, these demon cultivators also temporarily put away the magical artifacts.After all, if there is a real fight, there will always be some casualties, which is not worth it.

After Feng Jian thanked him, he solemnly asked Ji Jiexing to tell him what happened here.

Although Ji Zhaixing and the others arrived early, they were only one step earlier. When they arrived, these monks were all dead, so they didn't know much about it.He only told some of the things he guessed, and he saw that Feng Jian's face became more sad and gloomy.

In this dead area, there was indeed no survivors left. They only found three monks buried in the corpse pile, two were seriously injured and unconscious, and one was close to madness.

The lunatic was an inner disciple of the Chu family. Feng Jian checked and found that his mind and soul had been damaged, almost irreversibly.Sighing, someone gave him requiem medicine, and took it down to treat his injuries first.

They also found the body of the second head of the Chu family.

Feng Jian and his brother were in love with each other, his heart was palpitating suddenly, his true energy was confused for a moment, and his complexion was ashen.

He put away the body of the second Patriarch Chu with his own hands, and found that the other party's body was very light and all internal organs had disappeared.His face became even paler, his hands were clenched tightly, bleeding from pinching, as if he was enduring a great pain, he suppressed his crying, and asked Ji Jiexing for a requiem incense.

"Chu Er, don't worry, I will avenge you."

Ji Zhaixing looked at the empty body and frowned slightly.

As for the sorcery that uses a monk's internal organs, he has seen a lot from the classics.But the tragic situation at Sekou was different from those descriptions, and most of the monks lacked flesh and bones, but they were not in a fixed place, very chaotic and irregular, making people wonder what the perpetrators intended.

and……

The strength of the Chu family is also top-notch in the cultivation world, and even those casual cultivators have been completely wiped out, but in one night, how strong are those murderers?

Is there any connection between the disappearance of many monks, Qi Zhenlong and Siyin, and the destruction of Saikou Market?

A high-status inner sect disciple of the Feng family had already stepped forward to support Feng Jian, gritted his teeth with grief on his face, "It must be the work of those demon cultivators!"

Ji Zhaixing said softly: "No."

The disciple froze for a moment, but didn't speak again.